Page 46 of One Moment Please
He’s jaded against commitment, which is why he gets into heated arguments with Kate over her happily-ever-after romance novels. He says that’s not real life, and one of these days, she needs to write a messy, sad ending because that’s how it works out for most people.
Yet deep down, he has a huge heart, and he cares about his friends. I mean, he was willing to let me move in after finding out I was pregnant without hesitation. He could definitely be a happily-ever-after kind of guy if he just truly let someone in.
However, he’s not exactly the most eligible bachelor with a pregnant girl sleeping under his roof. I hadn’t really considered that until this conversation. Dean’s life shouldn’t be on hold because of my situation.
My musings are distracted when we pull up to Miles’s ranch home built into a bluff on the edge of town. It’s a gorgeous fixer-upper that Miles has been renovating for the past few years. I still can’t believe how happy Kate is with Miles. Her history with guys was never this serious this fast. But, I guess, when you know, you know.
The party is in full swing as Dean and I make our way inside. We spot Kate’s red curly hair in the kitchen with Miles, Miles’s little sister, Maggie, and Sam.
Kate’s eyes go wide when she sees us. “My best friends are here!” She rushes over and hugs both of us, and then grabs our wrists and drags us down the hall into the master bedroom.
“Gross, I don’t want to be hanging out in your sex den,” Dean groans, his nose wrinkling. “It smells like leather and balls in here.”
“Shut up, Dean,” Kate snaps, holding her hands out to get our full attention. “Tonight’s top story is that Miles’s best friend Sam is fucking Miles’s little sister.”
“Ew!” I say at the same time Dean cheers, “Yes!”
“Why did you have to say it like that?” I ask, my face twisted in disgust. “Maggie is in her twenties. It’s not like she’s a teenager. Stop saying little.”
“It was my elevator pitch,” Kate retorts, shooting me a wicked smile. “And it’s more salacious if I say it that way.”
I roll my eyes. “You are such a smut writer.”
Kate sticks her tongue out. “So, they’ve been sleeping together for weeks, and Miles just found out the night you went to the ER, Lyns. So it’s still kind of new, but Miles has accepted it even though I can tell he’s fighting the urge to punch Sam every time he puts his arm around Maggie. But like…it’s so good because Sam and Maggie are in love, and we love love, right?”
“Right.” I reply enthusiastically
A groan is all we get from Dean.
“God, this shit is better than fiction!” she squeals excitedly and then opens the bedroom door. “Now, let’s go get drunk!”
She drags me down the hall.
Dean mouths, “Chicken.”
And he’s right. I am such a mother-clucker. Kate’s bedroom was the perfect place to tell her I’m pregnant with Dr. Dick’s baby whom she met in the ER that night. But, fuck it, I’ll tell her later. After she’s had a few drinks.
The party is loud and a little crazy, so I manage to fake drink my way through it okay, but there’s no doubt Kate notices that I’m not as drunk as she is—which is unusual for me. A typical Lynsey party night involves tropical cocktails with umbrellas and red-stained lips from the juice I mix with copious amounts of alcohol.
Kate’s blue eyes pierce me from across the room, and before I can find a drink to fake sip, she pulls me up onto the coffee table in the living room, which has now been turned into a makeshift dance floor.
“What’s wrong with you?” Kate yells over the music, tipping her red Solo cup of beer to her lips while swaying her hips. “Why don’t you have a drink in your hand?”
I wiggle my hips and hold my hands up. “I was drinking them way too fast.”
“Do you have a job interview tomorrow?” she asks, eyeing me like she’s trying to count the pores on my face.
“No.” I do a small twirl on the table to give the illusion that I’m having fun.
She pokes me in the tit when I turn to face her.
“Ow!” I exclaim, holding my breast.
“What is it? I know something’s up.”
I stop dancing and so does she.
Her face grows serious, and mine mirrors it.
